Going down onto my knees I rammed my face between her arse cheeks, lashing her pussy with my tongue. She came in seconds. “I’ve never let anyone d...wn there before” she said. She sat down, more like crumbled, onto the sofa. Breathless! I sat down next to her, put my arm around her, and cuddled her into me. We sat there and listened to each other breathe. Then she began to notice my still screaming hard erection. “Do you want to come?” She said naively. I lifted her up onto me and slid. At first I froze but then I thought what the heck just let it happen our lips met and his tongue began to inter lock with mine his hand had now found its way up past my stockings to the lacy gusset of my thong where he carefully started rub my moist pussy he took hold of my hand and placed it on the bulge in his trousers I instinctively began to rub his cock he then said that he wanted to take me back to his house and fuck me, within ten minutes we were in the back of a taxi, another ten. He still was dancing and he had an odd smile as he looked me directly in my eyes. Then he said, “Let’s get you more comfortable.” And he began to pull at my shirt pulling it up from my tummy. “Noooo Scott,” I protested. But it didn’t seem to phase him at all as he kept tugging my shirt up. I tried my best not to let him pull it off but he somehow managed to pull it up over my head and once he had it there it came off easily. While it went over my head I felt the hooks of my bra unfastened. She was close friends with another lady two doors down from us - let’s call her June. June’s man worked for the city and was gone all hours with his job. I never knew the man and never met him but he must have been a decent sort since he snagged June after all and she was a really nice lady. I didn’t find out until much later that June and her man were not really married and were living common-law with a toddler girl to help cement the relationship. She was even cuter than June and just another.